Sublime

“The American Room.”

I’m trying to pick up this ok-looking blond valley bitch at Powertools and she’s sort of into it but not drinking enough, only pretending to be drunk, but she goes for me, like they all do, and says she’s twenty.

In Down Girl: The Logic of Misogyny, philosopher Kate Manne describes a system in which one class of people,7 the “human givers,” are expected to offer their time, attention, affection, and bodies willingly, placidly, to the other class of people, the “human beings.”8 The implication in these terms is that human beings have a moral obligation to be

KATE BOLICK’S TALKS

Julie and Faye are exchanging anecdotes and inclinations for the twentieth straight month. Julie tells Faye that she, Julie, best likes: contemporary poetry, unkind women, words with univocal definitions, faces whose expressions change by the second, an obscure and limited-edition Canadian encyclopedia called LaPlace’s Guide to Total Data, the gent

When French friends heard I was getting a dryer, they had only two words for me: très américain. But I was tired of my apartment looking très Naples with laundry hanging from every window, railing, and doorknob, and I was spending hours a week washing and drying my clothes. I ironed what was necessary in what little space I had. Once, when I just d